Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Chevron usually hummed with traffic, an old pickup truck pulled in, its headlights casting eerie shadows on the pumps. A delivery driver stepped out, whistling a familiar tune, but something felt off—everyone inside seemed frozen in place. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the counter and snapped his fingers. Everyone stirred like sleepwalkers awakened from a deep slumber. The delivery driver blinked, rubbed his eyes, and asked, ‘Did I miss something?’ The old man chuckled, shaking his head: ‘No, son. Just your usual Tuesday night at Chevron.’

2. At closing time, when Chevron’s pumps clicked off for the night, a delivery driver noticed something strange—gas prices seemed to change every time he looked. Confused, he asked his neighbor who filled up next. ‘Same price as always,’ she said. The mystery deepened until one day, standing there with an empty truck and full tank, he realized: Chevron was charging him in gallons—not dollars. Moral of the story? Always check your units!’

3. At midnight, when Chevron's pumps were silent, a delivery driver noticed a sign on the bathroom door: ‘Employees Only — But Feel Free To Use If You’re From Out Of Town.’ Intrigued, he opened it and found only an old coffee cup with a note scribbled inside: 'Fill up here if you’re low on gas.' The next morning, everyone in town was laughing as the empty cup sat on the counter, surrounded by confused employees.

4. At dawn, when Chevron’s pumps were just coming alive, a delivery driver grumbled, ‘Why does it always rain here?’ And sure enough, as he stepped out of his truck, the sky opened up. Suddenly, an old man in a raincoat appeared from around the corner and shouted, 'Another wet day, eh? At least you’re not stuck inside!' The delivery driver smiled, realizing that maybe Chevron wasn’t cursed after all—it was just home to some friendly neighbors.